Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

"All the sample clothes were damaged, with buttons and decorations torn off or ripped."

After get off work, he checked all possible safety hazards as usual. He passed by the sample room and saw that the window was open, so he came in.

Thinking that Yang Qingdai would arrive in Yangcheng today, she would definitely come to the factory to check the samples tomorrow. In order to prevent any accidents from happening to the samples, she would check them very carefully when cooperating with other textile factories in the future.

Unexpectedly, the accident he least wanted to see finally happened.

Originally, they were going to go to the airport together to pick up Yang Qingdai and welcome her. Director Xie had to stay alone in the factory to check other samples of clothing and sent Xiao Xie alone to pick her up.

As soon as we checked, we found all problems.

When Xiao Xie heard that all the sample clothes were destroyed, he was even more anxious than Director Xie: "Director, report to the police and have the bad guys who destroyed our samples arrested and shot."

Yang Qingdai: ...It was just destroying the sample clothes. It's not serious enough to get someone arrested and shot.

"Thank you, Director. I'll put these damaged samples in your office for now. I'll come and think of a way to fix them tomorrow."

Director Xie hesitated, "But..."

Director Xie was extremely reluctant to leave until he saw that the samples were in good condition.

His hands were shaking as he held the clothes. "In order for the factory to get a place in this trade fair, I, Old Xie, signed a 'life and death agreement' with the organization. I will definitely get back foreign exchange orders that double the amount of last year. But now the samples..."

Yang Qingdai felt that the old factory director was about to cry, and his few remaining hairs were drooping and sticking to his head.

The words Tang Danbai had said to her echoed in her mind. He said that the old factory director was extremely stubborn and stubborn, and once he made up his mind, nothing could change his mind.

Look at the old man who is holding on to the sample clothes and refuses to let go. If I fail to repair one of them to make him feel at ease, I’m afraid he will have to spend the night here.

At this time, national interests are above all else, and there are relatively few people who have selfish motives. Seeing this situation that is likely to cause serious losses to the country is more sad than killing Director Xie.

Yang Qingdai put down her backpack and checked each item carefully. She picked out a coat whose back had a big hole cut in it by a knife, but the lining was not damaged.

While thinking about how to remedy the situation, he jokingly said:

"Director Xie, could you please trouble Driver Xie to buy me some food? I'm so hungry after the whole journey here that I don't have the energy to work."

Director Xie slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, look at me, I forgot about this matter when I was in a hurry. Xiao Xie, come on, let's go eat together and come back after dinner."

Seeing that Yang Qingdai had no intention of refuting his words, he mustered up the courage to say, "Come back and fix these samples."

Yang Qingdai looked down at the torn samples in deep thought, and he was confident that she would be able to repair the samples within the specified time.

Don't ask him why, he himself doesn't know why.

If we must give a reason, it would probably be that the textile factory, which was on the verge of bankruptcy two years ago, was saved by Yang Qingdai's drawings, and was even rated as an "advanced unit" last year.

The leaders saw the foreign exchange earnings generated by their factory and now they feel closer to him.

"Please just buy it for me, Driver Xie." Yang Qingdai stopped Director Xie who was about to leave. "Does our factory have any other auxiliary materials? Buttons, zippers, embroidery pieces, anything will do."

"It seems that there are quite a few of these auxiliary materials you mentioned."

Director Xie carefully closed the door of his office and took Yang Qingdai to a slightly remote warehouse. "In the past, the factory had few orders, and many samples were sent to us by small subordinate factories. We couldn't use them, so we piled them all in this warehouse for a long time, ahem..."

As soon as the warehouse door was opened, a cloud of dust was stirred up, and Director Xie, who was the first to be hit, was choked and started coughing.

Yang Qingdai took several steps back and covered her mouth and nose with her arms. "It's been a long time since I came to see you."

Director Xie blushed, a little embarrassed, "Well, I was negligent in my work."

However, we can't blame Director Xie entirely. Clothes these days are basically all of the same color. As for the accessories, they are just some buttons and zippers at most, and the rest are basically nothing.

When the dust settled, Yang Qingdai saw that the warehouse was at least half full of miscellaneous and rarely used items. There were also several open sacks piled in the corner against the wall, which contained some unopened items wrapped in oil paper or newspapers. They should be small items such as buttons.

He pointed at the sacks and asked, "Can those be used?"

"Okay! I'll ask someone to move all that over now." Director Xie nodded, his hair flying.

Comrade Xiao Xie, who had bought food for three people, was honorably called out at a very inopportune time. "Xiao Xie, you came at the right time. After dinner, help me move those sacks to my office."

"Yes!"

"Come on, Comrade Xiao Yang, let's go eat first. Xiao Xie will come with us."

Director Xie seemed to see a ray of hope, and his steps became more relaxed.

It was a simple working meal, which Xiao Xie ate quickly. Without being urged by the factory director, he went to move the sacks from the warehouse and even cleaned the dust off the sacks outside before bringing them to Yang Qingdai.

As soon as she entered the room, she was seen removing the torn buttons and decorations. Xiao Xie leaned close to Director Xie's ear and said, "Director, do you want to call a few female workers from the factory over? Isn't it too unreasonable to let Xiao Yang do the work alone?"

When Director Xie heard this, he said, "Isn't that right?"

Comrade Xiao Yang is a college student. Her hands are used to draw clothing designs. How can we let her do the work alone?

Director Xie felt that he was too rude today and too negligent in his work. He smiled awkwardly: "Comrade Xiao Yang, let's go find a few female workers to help. Do you have any requests?"

Yang Qingdai's eyes lit up, "Are there any female comrades who can embroider or crochet? If so, call a few over."

"Yes, there must be." Director Xie was so excited.

His wife is good at crocheting, but due to national conditions, she usually doesn't dare to crochet beautiful and colorful decorations, and can only do it secretly.

"Then I'll have to trouble Director Xie, who is good at crocheting, and two female comrades who are more agile to help. Please also give me paper and pen, so that I can sketch the pattern first."

"Okay, okay, I'll get it for you now."

Not to mention pen and paper, even if Yang Qingdai asked him to shave his head now, he would be happy to do so.

He told Xiao Xie to find two skilled female workers to come back to work overtime. After giving Yang Qingdai some paper and pen, he rode his shabby 28-inch bicycle and clanged home to pick up his wife to work.